Simultaneous travel: My sons all have the qualities of an emperor

Chapter 125: Terrified in the West, respected by the world!
As Ye Dong and Xiao Song stepped into the house, they sensed a powerful energy surge, and golden divine light illuminated half the sky.

Ye Dong frowned slightly. It was Ye Fan who took action. Who was so blind as to dare to cause trouble for them?

So he stepped forward, and saw Ye Fan suppressing a man with gray wings on his back with unparalleled power.

This is a powerful figure at the fourth level, and he is considered to be the best on Earth in the Dharma-Ending Age.

But it was useless because he met Ye Fan, who was invincible in the Four Extremes.

"My Lord is about to descend. If you return, you must have a great secret. Hand over the magic treasure and I will spare your life!"

The man with gray wings was almost torn apart by Ye Fan's punch, but his mouth remained tough.

Ye Dong understood that this was someone from the Western Religion, who had come to him because of the incident of the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin.

"Don't worry, I'll come to your house right now and let you see how the master in your eyes is beaten to death."

"It's just right. National hatred, family feuds, and personal grudges are all settled at the same time!"

A hundred years ago, the Western orthodox sect organized the Crusades, plundered this land, and committed heinous crimes.

Ye Dong came to Zhatian since he was a baby and spent half his life here. Now that he has achieved success in cultivation, he doesn't mind taking action for his country.

Ye Dong stretched out his hand and grabbed the fallen angel, who screamed miserably, his body disintegrated, his soul was restrained, and he turned into a puppet. This is, arresting the soul and sending the general!
"Old Ye." Xu Qing was a little worried, and Ye Fan persuaded her from the side, "Don't worry, Mom. There are so many people in this world who can be Dad's opponent."

When Ye Dong heard this, his body was shocked. This was not something that could be said. Flags could not be placed randomly.

Facing Xu Qing's admiring gaze, Ye Dong just laughed dryly. After all, no one on earth could be his opponent.

Well, there are some, such as Huangdi, Sakyamuni, Laozi, etc.

But what's wrong with me bragging a little? (Guilty ing)

Soon, Ye Dong led a few people on the journey to the west. He did not use his magical powers to speed up his journey, but deliberately revealed his own breath and whereabouts, preparing to kill all those who were hostile to him in the world.

When the fallen angels were imprisoned as ghosts, Jerusalem and the Vatican were shaken, and their people died in the East.

"There are heretics in Middle-earth who dare to kill God's messengers. They are trying to provoke war. In this case, the Crusaders must return to the world and crush the devil."

An archbishop in the Western Taoist tradition said that when Mount Tai collapsed, they snatched away the foundation of the largest altar and obtained half of the heavenly book. Now they want to start a war and seize the rare treasure again.

At the same time, some well-intentioned people from the Central Plains Dao Center came to remind him, but Ye Dong just spread the word: "Let them come. The national hatred and family feuds will be settled together. I will give them a real trial!"

In an instant, Middle-earth and the West were shaken one after another. How arrogant was this, wanting to fight against everything with one's own strength.

The Western Taoist orthodoxy was even more furious. At the same time, the forerunners of the Crusaders arrived and met Ye Dong in the snow-capped mountains of Tibet.

There were eight hundred knights coming roaring, each of them wearing medieval armor. The leader was a strong man of the first level of Xiantai, who also mastered the mysterious formation and could gather the power of everyone for his own use.

Ye Dong just raised his hand and it fell down. Eight hundred knights turned into blood mist and dyed the snow-capped mountains red, turning this natural and pure land into the most terrifying meat grinder.

After one palm strike, Ye Dong continued to head west. At the same time, the West was shocked. The eight hundred powerful Crusaders were gone just like that.

The West even issued a call from the Pope, summoning all powerful Western sects to kill the evil demons. Countless Western masters actively signed up, and then died in a foreign land.

Ye Dong walked from the snowy area of Tibet to Kunlun, and was about to leave the country. Along the way, blood dyed the rivers red, and the mountains and rivers were all covered with the blood of foreigners.

Some of the Central Earth Daoist sects, realizing that Ye Dong was already a peerless figure, praised him along the way and passed on information. Ye Dong thanked the Central Earth Daoist sects for their kindness and generously returned the favor, passing on the Dharma of the other side of the starry sky one after another.

A few months later, Ye Dong and his son arrived in Jerusalem, which was not an ordinary city, but a holy city hidden in an ancient formation.

On the horizon, a huge city seems to be made of black gold, shining with a cold and faint metallic luster, and emitting bits of holy light all over its body, solemn and sacred.

This is a true holy city that has never been destroyed by war. Its walls seem to be as high as the sky, and there are countless wild beasts and powerful knights at the city gate.

"Demon of Middle-earth, I will punish you on behalf of God and burn your filthy soul."

There are so-called angels flying out of the holy city. They are ancient creatures, and the Western Taoist tradition is also an ancient Taoist tradition.

"Noisy!"

Ye Dong's eyes shone with divine light, and his energy and blood were like a real dragon soaring, piercing through the sky, reaching the clouds above and the earth below, penetrating the sky and the earth.

"boom!"

With one palm, the angel was smashed to pieces like a mosquito, blood spilled all over the sky, and the hearts of countless believers collapsed.

"Stop hiding, come out."

Ye Dong said in a cold voice. He knew that there were three Dao-slayers behind the ancient creatures, and Jerusalem was one of them.

The next moment, a divine light flew away in panic. This was the real master of the Holy City, a king of slaying. However, in front of Ye Dong, he had no intention of resisting and only wanted to escape.

Ye Dong did not deliberately hide his aura, and his saintly cultivation was clearly visible, so the alien king had no intention of fighting him at all.

At this moment, the alien king who was fleeing madly was trembling from body to soul.

He had been following the affairs of Mount Tai and knew that Ye Dong was still a mortal when he left. But it had only been three years. To become a saint in three years, how absurd and what a miracle it was!
Wow!
The avenue between heaven and earth turned into chains, piercing through the body of the alien king, making him unable to move.

"Ahhhh! Impossible! You have a great secret. You can become a saint in three years! Even the ancient emperors couldn't do it!"

The alien king was screaming madly. He knew that he was going to die, but he still had to reveal Ye Dong's secret.

"You're just too talkative."

Ye Dong slapped the alien king with one palm, and the blood rain poured down. The blood in this realm seemed to be endless and kept spilling.

Suddenly, countless cries were heard in Jerusalem. The God they had believed in for countless years was beaten to death by a visitor from Middle-earth, which caused their world to collapse.

There were even more fanatical believers who rushed forward, shouting that they wanted to avenge the gods, but their number was small, with only a hundred people coming out of the huge holy city.

Ye Dong just shone a divine light in his eyes and shattered them all.

"This should be considered as eliminating harm and striking at the remnants of feudalism." Ye Dong jokingly said in his heart, and then he became more ruthless. Anyone who showed murderous intentions towards him would explode and die.

The power of a saint is so terrifying!
What happened in Jerusalem spread throughout the Western monastic world. The god worshipped in Jerusalem was dead, and countless Western sects were shocked. At the same time, they were frightened, fearing that Ye Dong would come to them.

This day is even known as the Dark Day, which has been imprinted in the history of Western Taoist practice, making all practitioners in the Western world feel powerless and desperate!

(End of this chapter)